Seoulstruck (Stray Kids, 18+)

Chapter 13: All Dreams Require Waking

Jeongin's eyelids fluttered as he woke, sunlight tinging the dim bedroom a light bluish gray. He laid naked on top of his comforter, a sleeping idol beside him. The model did his best to silently move in closer, trying not to shake the bed as he looked over the angelic man. Hyunjin looked like art even as he slept, an absurdly ethereal, almost childlike innocence in his face. It was as though he knew nothing but peace, even in dreams. Jeongin admired this purity, leaning on his elbow and allowing his eyes to move over the other man's nude figure. It was perfect. Everything about him was perfect. The model glanced back up at Hyunjin's perfect lips, velvety soft to the touch. He couldn't help himself, leaning over to press his own against them...

But before their lips made contact, Hyunjin, without opening his eyes, wrapped his arms around the model, pulling him in, the sensation of the man's flesh against his own gentle and inviting. Jeongin found himself incapable of fighting the natural magnetism Hyunjin effortlessly exuded. It was as though if he reached for you, there was no escape, you belonged to him. In this way, Hyunjin typically got whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, and at that moment, he wanted Jeongin. The model closed his eyes as their lips touched, reveling in sweet morning pecks of affection. Hyunjin's eyes opened, meeting Jeongin's as they pulled back. "Good morning," Jeongin said, slightly flustered.

"Good morning... you woke me up with your staring," Hyunjin teased, chuckling as Jeongin's cheeks began to redden. The idol pulled him in closer, holding him flush against him. Hyunjin felt warm all over. It felt right. Jeongin rested his head in the crook of the man's neck, smelling him, wishing the moment could last, forever. "Was I... ok?" he finally asked. Hyunjin nodded, using the knuckle of his index finger to force Jeongin to look at him. "For a first-timer, you were amazing," he said, planting another kiss on the fox-faced man's mouth. Jeongin's insides burst with butterflies, quivering in the praise and the kisses. It felt like a dream.

However, all dreams require waking, and soon Hyunjin was pulling his clothes back on, his Converse run star hikes laced up. "Do you have to go so soon?" Jeongin asked, standing with his blanket wrapped around himself, watching the idol get redressed. Hyunjin smiled at him, reaching out and petting his hair. "Let's meet for lunch, today, hm?" Jeongin's heart ached, forcing a smile, missing the man before the door even shut behind him. He sat on his couch in contemplation, replaying the night before in his head. He'd given his virginity to the most beautiful man in the world, the idol seeming to reciprocate his feelings. Did he? Jeongin wasn't sure, but he knew he wouldn't give up what he'd been given, now. Hyunjin had to stay his. He'd make sure it was his bed he returned to for comfort.

The model stood up, reluctantly washing himself clean, styling his hair to perfection and choosing a sleek, expensive outfit. He spritzed his favorite cologne on his wrists before choosing the perfect timepiece for the day. He snapped a few good shots for Instagram in the long hallway mirror, being sure to include a painting Hyunjin had done for him on the wall beside him.

"The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire."